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KC's self-inserts

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Where I, KC, dump my self-insert fics and ideas. Like, legit, it's a dumping grounds for my self-insert things. Sorry not sorry.
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I’ve had a hard week. I’ve worked really hard, so I gave myself some time this weekend to work out what i want DMC!KC is like.

She’s very chaotic and free. She’s lived her life in a way that breaks the traditions she’s come from and instead focuses on change and innovation. The family she comes from are likely all witches and warlocks, but she hates what they’re like. Old and useless. What’s the use of having these powers and using them in the same way over and over. It’s power, its magic, it’s limited only by imagination and willpower and what you’re willing to sacrifice.

KC has abandoned her family and its traditions to explore things freely. Currently she operates as a nail technician at face. She’s good at her job, she likes things flashy and if you get a set of claws from her, you’re guaranteed to feel like a bad bitch for weeks (regardless of gender). 

Digging a little deeper, you find she can weave in some blessings and hexes into your nails if you throw some more cash her way. A lil extra luck doesn’t come cheap. A bulk of her money comes from doing ward/seal/spell work with hunters and mercenaries. She also trades information cause she collects gossip like nobodies business. Information has a lot of monetary value.

@spheri came up with the idea of wanting to be an abomination, so KC’s witch powers come from the Abominable Goddess Spheri, AKA the Whole Man Disposal, The Shapeless Horror,The Forever Hungry One. KC is the High Priestess of Spheri’s Coven of Spite and Wrath, things which don’t have to be bad if you don’t want them to be. @hamfie visits KC’s shop a lot and the woman has a huge soft spot for her.

Style, money, attitude, freedom.

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A/N: self-insert ft Noctis. Sometimes its fun just doing nothing with friends.

“Are you sure its okay for you to blow off work like this?” Luckily KC had managed to snag a booth in a quiet cafe way in the back. She had ordered a bunch of snacks and drinks to share with her companion, although she had ordered it all before he had arrived. The guy at the counter had given her a weird look and it made her anxious, but it was whatever.

Noctis waved a hand. “Yeah, I just scheduled in time and said it was an offsite meeting.” He was still dressed in a fine suit and looked a little bit out of place in such a casual setting. No one could see them unless they walked through the back to get to the restroom, but it was a pretty quiet setting regardless.

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A/N: TY to @spheri for beta-ing this. Detroit: Become Human fandom. Spheri and I discussed this idea and I made it a fic. China has androids too; these two are either in over their heads or they’ve found their calling.

The Boss liked his office clean. Black and white and modern. When he walked into the office it felt wealthy because he was wealthy; he could afford anything he fucking wanted. He was the Boss, the most feared and enigmatic triad clan chief. Filthy rich, powerful beyond control—

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Feng takes her duties to the Crown very seriously. Formally trained as a green mage, she specialises in barrier creation and support magic, although she doesn’t see much combat at all. Most of her time is taken up by advisory duties for dealings outside of Insomnia. She travels a lot and has to deal with many, many people—which she very much hates.

She has contingency plans for everything and her heart is buried in a maze of hard work and duty, but those who regard her as a friend know that she is loyal and caring at her core. There isn’t anything she wouldn’t do for those she truly loves.

Traits & habits:

  • Her aesthetic for jewellery is sharp—claws, rough-hewn stones and crystals, angular metals.
  • Some people think the crystals she wears are to strengthen the barriers she creates, but honestly, they’re just there for vanity’s sake.
  • Feng is very much into her materialistic comforts. She’ll spend the money to stay in a nice hotel during her travels if she can.
  • Her stress reliever is eating very spicy food. The pain from the spiciness lets her forget her worries for a bit. It’s her idea of fun.
  • Although she’s young, she’s ready for retirement already. Feng just wants to live by some water with a big dog and not be bothered by people anymore.

Rebloggu from other blog. I really love Feng. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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Exhausted Cactuar mum KC honestly loves ugly Cactuar themed sweaters and they also double as a play thing for Cactuar cause they like to stick to it—kind of like velcro—and be carried around. Unfortunately, it also means that KC goes through sweaters like tissue paper because Cactuar needles are sharp and wreck clothing.

It might be a bit alarming to see KC walk around with the still bodies of Cactuar stuck to her sweater though. 

It’s okay, they’re alive, just lazy.

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I can’t stop making shitty OCs just kill me, BUT THIS TIME its a shitty FFXV OC I’m gonna dump on you.

I don’t know what she looks like 100% yet, but I think that works with what I have for her story (for NOWWW)

Not self insert, but I still really like this OC!!

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I SWEAR, I AM ALIVE.

So I felt like a special snowflake when you re-posted my art so I was like “ Oh, it’s been a while, tIME TO DRAW FANART” So I drew Mama Cactuar KC and my ex-Mercenary OC (who’s nameless because I ain’t creative :”) ) having cactuar cookies because why not? 

WHY HAVENT I REBLOGGED THIS YET??? THIS IS AN AMAZING PIC LIKE LOOK AT THIS SCENE. KC isn’t even surprised to see the mercenary at the window like, they drop in all the TIME and KC just looks so settled and homely and the CACTUAR COOKIES I bet the little Cactuar are just so excited to see cookies shaped like themselves like OMGGGGG I love this so much I fall to the floor and just hhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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A/N: A kind of glimpse into a resolution of sorts based off this. Of course all they do after is continue to fight, but maybe it’s a lot less malicious.

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“We need to talk.” Gladio approached KC as she packed the last of the utensils away after dinner. The bickering between them had escalated to the point where Ignis had pulled Gladio aside and asked that they resolve the issue in whatever manner was possible.

It wasn't like KC hadn't expected this ‘talk’ was coming. Honestly, she was surprised it hadn't happened sooner. She could see the flashes of annoyance written over the faces of the others sometimes. It hurt, but it wasn't underserved. KC knew a lot of the conflict came from her end. It was hard, though. She was always one to try and resolve personal issues, but Gladio somehow hit all of the right buttons to make her lash out at the worst moment. She couldn’t control it. It was frustrating.

“Okay.” The woman followed Gladio a short distance away from the Haven where they could talk privately, but the daemons wouldn't approach.

The stalwart guard wasn't going to beat around the bush. It wasn't like he ever did with the tag along anyway. “What is your problem with me? We need to sort it out before things get more out of hand.” Gladio crossed his arms and gave her that stern, piercing look that he had when things got serious.

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I'd pay to see a scene of you vs Gladio after reading all this, hahah

“I swear to the fucking gods, Gladio.” KC snarled as she clumsily crawled out of her tent. She hastily put on her glasses so everything wasn’t a blur. The woman was mess, her clothes were soaked and her mass of curls were a sopping wet. “I will murder you.”

Gladiolus smirked when she had emerged and he very smugly tossed a now empty bucket of water on the ground in front of her as a challenge. If she wasn’t going to get up when he asked politely, then he wasn’t going to ask politely anymore. “Get up. If you’re going to be travelling with us, then we gotta whip you into shape. We ain’t got the time to babysit your lazy ass.”

“I never fucking asked you to, asshole. I told you to drop me off in the closest city on your way!” KC was miserable. Early mornings were the worst and the water she was dumped with was obviously from the ocean close by, so she was going to be sticky after she dried off. Ugh! Camping was also awful. She was not an outdoors person at all. It was a miracle none of her allergies had been triggered.

Prompto stuck his head out of the tent suddenly. His eyes were still closed. “Pleeeeease fight later when the sun is actually up?” His voice was still heavy with sleep. “KC, you’re so loud.” The blond whined.

“I wouldn’t have to be this loud if jerk-ass Gladiolus didn’t dump salt water on me!” KC hissed, bringing her voice down only a little bit because she was kind of embarrassed that she had managed to disturb the others, but she was still fucking pissed.

Suddenly she shrieked as she was picked up like a sack of potatoes by Gladio. There was a determined look in his eyes. “You’re still so damn loud, woman.” As he strode towards the pier by the shoreline, KC paled. No—he wouldn’t!

A moment later, KC screamed as she was thrown into the icy cold water. Maybe she deserved it, maybe she didn’t. Still, it was clear there was no way she was getting back to sleep now.

Gladio - 1KC - 0

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I wrote this awhile ago. Before KC was a Cactuar farmer, she was just someone very useless and lost on Eos.

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@thatonedaydream aHHHHH I LIVE. Been dying to draw this for you but exam week hit me like a train wreck and I’ve had one competition after another that I never got the chance nor time to do it :“”) I hope you like this sketchy sketch of KC the Cactuar mom >:0 !! 

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I saw your post and saw how you were feeling down and I dropped everything I was doing like a hot potato to draw this quick sketch for you <3 It’s not much but I can’t really give much comfort nor express it through a screen and the only way I can do that is through illustrations :“) 

I hope this silly thing brings you a little bit of joy today, take care Cactuar Mom <3 

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Yes my dude normalize self-inserts! KC is one of the funniest characters I've read in a while!

Haha I’m glad you like her! She’s always all over the place and never ‘standard’ I think. Definitely in a way that’s more annoying because she’s likely to keep people guessing without realising it. She might be okay with one thing one day but the next day it’s something of a sensitive topic. Almost like she can’t consciously make up her mind.

Unless it’s about Cactuar. She LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE Cactuar there is no doubt about it, no siree~ Her life revolves around Cactuar and she loves it; she loves them!!! Hahaha!

And self-inserts are normal. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, like everyone self-inserts in one way or another. Sometimes it’s just a way of processing information, feelings or a way to analyse situations. Other timesI think it’s a way to escape.

Absolutely self-insert and self-ship. I’m not sure why anyone would hate on it.

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FFXV - Friends

A/N: Gladio needs a place to stay a night on his way to his trial and asks KC for a favour.

KC offered a curt smile as she handed Gladio a cold beer. He had sat patiently in one of the old chairs on the deck as she went to get him a drink.

Ah, it was so awkward...

It would have been a huge lie if the farmer said she hadn’t been surprised to get a call out of the blue from the Amicitia shield—asking for a favour none-the-less. Out of Noctis’ squad, she and Gladiolus butted heads the most. There was at least one argument or snide comment whenever they were in each others’ vicinity.

So when he called, asking for a place to stay at the ranch for a night, she was too surprised to really refuse. Gladio had mentioned that it would just be him and he would appreciate it if she had kept it to herself. Now he was sitting on the deck sipping a beer as if this wasn’t very, very awkward.

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A/N: trying to make myself feel better with some Cactuar Farmer KC shenanigans.

“By the six, girl, you look like death warmed over.” Dave put his hands on his hips as he watched KC jump off her chocobo a little unsteadily. The farmer looked a little paler than she usually did and she had a slight sheen like she was sweating. Even though it was always fairly warm at Meldacio, KC hardly ever looked so out of sorts.

Thanks, Dave. That’s really nice of you to say.” KC grumbled in a deadpan, croaky tone. She sounded slightly stuffy and her voice was strained. She dropped a large pack at her feet. “I got some Cactuar fruit and needles for you guys—HEY.” The woman suddenly barked, although it sent her into a slight coughing fit afterwards. “Walker don’t you dare. Get your spiky butt back here.” She snapped her fingers quickly and gestured to a small, pale green Cactuar that looked like it was trying to sneak away.

just putting this on this blog

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